Two Drops of Rainbow

ana and lindsay. just two more gay writers.

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213. clear || ana

Schedule: Take a look at your calendar and use the schedule for inspiration in writing.

I’m going away from myself

on vacation from myself

clearing my schedule of myself;

I’m becoming a blank calendar page 

to claim much unneeded space

for my thrashing, hollow brain.

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213. fill my eyes || Lindsay

Schedule: Take a look at your calendar and use the schedule for inspiration in writing. no plans but filled hours beauty in the unknown and spontaneous make me laugh make me cry make me love you mean more to me than all of my days

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leopard || Lindsay

the lyrical sounds that caress your ears hold my soul together until the moment we meet again. when you told me your heart felt like flowers the petal of a violet grazed my chest and melted into me. 

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Untitled2 || ana

Three fields

of yellow-green grass

…four, now.

Red flowers on the side of the road

lilac blooms;

the sun, uncomfortable, in our eyes

(retinas screaming, look ahead)

diluted swirls of cloud.

Speed, speed:

a watercolor with sound.

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mother of all || Lindsay

her face is printed on my eyes her voice echoes through my ears everything that has as much as a hint of kindness and beauty is about her i love the way she loves me whole 

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To the yelling preacher || ana

The thump of my heart has synchronised

with your hand slamming on the table

—blows and thuds and beats—

I fear the day your rage spots our linked hands

and follows them down the street

for us to whirl around and meet the lethal injection

you plan for our kind.

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philadelphia || Lindsay

i look for your face in clouds

hoping for a wisp of your smile

my eyes sparkle

and my nose tingles

when I catch a glimmer of you

around me

I want you to see me 

loving you

I hope you're safe

in the sun's rays

it's where you belong

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the promenade || ana

the palm trees sway

and the waves sway

they glisten with seventeen diamonds fallen from the sun

i see it all in a passing glance

speeding by in the airport bus

diamonds in my eyes too

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Summer 2018, the end || ana

Remember the last night of summer

cuddled in your bed,

the faint light of a streetlamp

outside your window

sketched our silhouettes against the white sheets.

Us, grown-up little girls,

excitedly waiting for lightning to strike

giggling in delight—remember?

We counted the seconds

before the sky cracked.

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musing || Lindsay

you deserve nothing less than all of my thoughts and all of my heart

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a-line || Lindsay

take laughter's hand and hold it, just as you long to hold mine. you will be free with me. let your melodies caress you until then, they keep you strong.

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aviator with an e || Lindsay

the voice poured over me like molasses and I could not break free for I was free soothing syllables and musical laughter wrapped around my soul, and erased my thoughts, joy heightened my eyelids began to fail me but not from boredom rather a tender lull floating

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untitled | ana

I will hold your hand, lover (if you let me)

deep in the ocean's sable abyss

as far away from the sun as we can get

and ascend (if you ask me) to swim

in the open seas of the clear sky.

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brown | ana

escapril day 22: nourishment

brown

specks of dust and decay

cling to breathing tubes

dark

the soil claiming, clamoring

'it is I who gave you life'

lethargy

pulsing, sweet embrace;

unhurried wait

bloom

sunlight and morning dew

stretch limbs for the moon

break

the earth—

crack

the floor—

shine and demand your space,

in the devoted womb

your roots will rest

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the letter g: vol. 3 || Lindsay

her eyes pierce a hole through me- even uncolored and her lips- sometimes I do not know if they are tinted with pinks or with reds, magnetize. the chains that bind me to my edge of reality irritate my skin, and make my soul itch. allure fills the hole, and charm, and gaiety. how fast she moves me, for I don't know her, nor she, me. I wish she would paint me a picture, sculpt me a vase, spice my heart with a smile.

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i’ve known || ana

escapril day 21: it’s the end of the world

I feel it in my bones:

it's coming for us.

I’ve dismissed it,

and ignored it

and fooled myself saying:

‘We are queens of this world’,

‘We'll be here forever’.

But the past couple of days

I've had a knot in my throat

and I'm drowning in the truth

that it's the end of the world

as we know.

I feel it in my bones:

‘I'm coming for you’.

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oda a una frontera || ana

escapril day 20: liminal spaces

Fingers spread wide

hovering over the wire:

               lower them.

With your eyes closed

the wind will pull your hair

in two                   different            directions.

The dust settles

in every crevice

of your empty eye sockets,

and your insides are a whirlwind

of color and spice.

               You hear the sea

               bellowing the names of her children.

                          La frontera te llama.

When the barbed wire pierces your skin

the blood from your veins will mix

with an open wound in the earth

and the scab of steel will be tinted

with rust.